Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1887-11-11

favorinG wind the venerable forty-ton
schooner began her voyage.
Bring up the spy-glaSs, Polly"
said Captain Flagg. who sat comforta-
bly, on the head of the rudder. his hare,
hands %raoping the spokeS of the
wheel.
What is it. sir?" asked Polly. as.
havin" brought the instrument in qucS-
ti"n from below. her father, placing it
at his eye. gazcI back at the end of the
wharf from which the Mary j." had
cleared.
Il thought | saw some one knowcd;
that's all, Polly" was the reply. He
kept the fact to himself, however, that
the person in question was none other
than the ubiquitous Jones, who, OBJ
servant of the Captains telescope
gaze. placed the tip of his thumb at the
cnu III MS nose, and twiddled his I'M
gers dcrSively.
Hes bound to keep track of that
ere little han bag" said Captain Flagg
to himself, with a dubious shake of the
head. For Captain Flagg had become
convinced, after hearing Tad's story,
that Mr.. Jones, who was evidently a
sharper of the first water, had ascer-
tanned in some way best known to him.
self that the sachel contained some
thing of considerable value, or he new
er would have "shadowed' its posses
sor so persistcntly. "I'll advertise it
for the boy soon's ever we get home"
he mentally decided, and then gave his
undivided attention to the responsibility
consequent upon his command.
"Mr. Small" said Captain Flagg.
gravely, "have the decks cleared up,
an then let the port watch go below"
"Aye, aye, SIR" answered the long
legged, sandy-haired youth, who, in
his dual capacity of officer and crew,
was Mr.. Small" Or ''Eph," according
to circumstances. That is, as "Chief
Mate" he was addressed with the pre-
fix of mr." as Il member of the port
watch, which now consisted of himself
and Tad, he received his more familiar
tltlc Ol EpH.
Come for'ard along of me-" said
Mr.. Small, ungrammatically and
brusquely, motioning to Tad, who was
staring at the passing tugs and vessels
in open-eyed amazement, and the lat
ter meekly obeyed. "Thems the lib
halyards," said Mr.. Small. reclining in
an easy posture against the foremost,
with one hand In his trousers pocket,
while with the other he pointed to the
rope in question, IAN you coil 'em up
on that air pin, same as the others is"
Tad having accomplished the task
satisfactorily. Mr.. Small proceeded to
point out in their several positions the
jib dOwn-haul, the fore and main hal
yards, and peak halyards, and the fore
and main sheets, with some instructions
us to their several uses, showing Tad
how to coil them up properly, so that
they would be clear for letting 60 II
ncedful.
"There-them's all the ropes" said
Mr.. Small. with an air of relief.
"Now, all you've got to do is learn
how to steer, an tie reef pint, an
you'll be as good sailor as anybody"
So saying, Mr.. Small pulled jack
knife and piece of single from his
pocket, and, setting down on the fore
hatch. began whiting, while Tad,
greatly surprised and considerably re-
lieved to find that the whole art of sea-
manship was so easily learned. drifted
to the rail, where he stood gazing
delightedly at the panorama spread
out before him. Great ships, pulled by
littlepanting tug boats-withs ides.rusty
from long sea-voyage-came slowly
up the harbor; while others, with loos-
ened sails. began their Outward-bound